Complex Reality

Love,
Nothing else in life gives us such a shove,
As we shake our fists at the stars above,
Damning us with the depression we're so sick and tired of.
Fear,
Fear that the one we love will stray,
The object of our passion goes away,
The disinterest in their eyes that they continue to convey.
Cold,
Behold, as our lover is quickly sold,
To another heart, and we are left to uphold,
A depression we cannot control.
Our undying sensuality,
Such a complex reality.